Hello friends, hello poets, hello world,
We are past the madhouse of April for those who tried to write a poem per day (and reading 20 times as many), and this is the first Open Link Night of May.
If you need some inspiration, listen to the poem Daddy by Sylvia Plath.
When reading a bit of the background to this poem I came across this article.
Does it inspire you to write a comeuppance on someone?
If so, please do.
If not leave me a comment or drop me a poem below.
The rules for OLN are simple:
You can link up any poem you like, a new one, an old one. Maybe the best of your poem of April. Or you can write to a prompt you have missed like:
Let’s get wild by Jilly or Variations on the Rubaiyat by Frank.
When you have linked up the poem below, don’t forget to read and to comment. We all love the interaction, that’s the purpose of blogging.
Hello friends, the bar is now open… we have anything you might crave, here it is cold but we can pretend that it’s summer.
Hello Bjorn! Just posted — went back to a prose poetry piece I did a bit ago. It’s 90 degrees + in Washington DC today! Went out earlier in AM to National Zoo and stood for hours by the new mama gorilla with her 15 day old baby and also a mama orangutan with a 15 month old baby. They are so human like….Getting on to reading now. Catching up with Poetics posts and today’s. Air-conditioning feels good! How about a cold gin and tonic please?
I can fix you up one… maybe you can share some of the heat with us up here…
It’s a bit of a relief now that April has passed.. 🙂 I shall be around today and tomorrow to read and comment. Happy OLN!💜
Glad to see you Sanaa… as always I’m amazed that your are up and about this late at night.
Lol.. I manage 💜
No, Bjorn, I won’t be writing anything to do with Sylvia Plath. Spring is too beautiful.
Ha… now I can understand that.. not really a joyful poem…
Well, she wasn’t a very joyful person, was she?
I think she was a great poet though…
Possibly. I wouldn’t like to give an opinion on her greatness or otherwise, but I think it’s fair to say many of her poems only made sense to herself.
Good evening Bjorn! I’ve just posted but I think I’ll have to come back in the morning. I have about a half an hour to read and comment and then I have to close down the laptop.
It’s soon bedtime for me too….
Now it’s time to close up my PC… bedtime in Sweden.
I never did the Monday Haibun, so after a beautiful walk yesterday, I’ve posted it here.
Great… walking is so perfect for the seaaon
Hello Bjorn- It’s a lovely day here in AZ, but we are expecting 101 on Saturday.
… I prefer the 20 C we expecting.
Thanks Bjorn! Wow April was mad, indeed. I only managed 66 poems this year. And I certainly didn’t read enough, but what I did read was amazing! Hope you all are well, I think a gin and tonic would be perfect, Bombay sapphire if you have it, please!
Sent from my iPad
The bar is endless… deeply stocked
Hello Everyone, I think I might enjoy a nice cold pint tonight while I read some poetry. The weather has finally warmed up here.
Cold pint coming up
A repost for a poem inspired by a photograph. I look forward to reading this week’s contributions.
Sorry for getting back so late… I’ve spent the weekend outside of online
Interesting coincidence. I was reading Daddy by Sylvia Plath in The Great Modern Poets edited by Michael Schmidt just yesterday. I’ve had the book for a while, but hadn’t looked at it recently.
What a wonderful coincidence